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i
need help,
she
said
to
me
after
she
got
out.

she
looked
dead,
body
crippled
and
heart
broken.

i
told
her
everything
was
going
to
be
okay,
she
cried
into
my
arms.

she
was
dying,
the
girl
on
the
bench.

my
heart
was
snapping
like
wood.

I
wanted
to
help,
but
I
didn't
know
how.

emollient.

I
have
no
idea
what
to
do:

I'm
sorry

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